Brianna: You know, there are things from that night. When I woke up, you weren't in bed.
Dylan: I was probably in the den feeding DJ.
Brianna: No, you weren't out in the den.
Dylan: Then I was probably out here smoking.
Brianna: You weren't out here smoking, either. Dylan, I walked around the whole house and you weren't anywhere. Where'd you go, Dylan?
Brianna: You should probably leave. Get the fuck out of here, now.
